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Distance like an anchor so determined
To pull us down to the places we swore
We’d never see again
Lies differ from change of circumstance
Lack of faith in a dying romance
Like pulling the plug at midnight
Curse the way these tears, like triggers
Coax the lock off of the safe box
Free the words that you saved for so long
But to no avail
But to no avail
But kiss me old fashioned
If you’ll kiss me goodbye
I’ll melt in your arms
Until the day I die
It’s a gift and a curse
That you don’t even try
And I know you know it,
I know you know it
And it’s not how I thought it would be
One year ago
But I’m still alone
A track of repair and repeat
And I’m still alone
But for you I’d take it
Until the night is over
Or until it’s a forced retreat from
Age and memories lost
Drop down for the silence is coming
To kill, to kill if you’ll let it
But for you I’d take it
Till the night is over
But kiss me old fashioned
If you’ll kiss me goodbye
I’ll melt in your arms
Until the day I die
It’s a gift and a curse
That you don’t even try
And I know you know it,
I know you know it
And it’s not how I thought it would be
One year ago
But I’m still alone
A track of repair and repeat
And I’m still alone
For the life of me I can’t call back
The words I once had to entwine and bring you home
I guess you’re not coming home
I guess you’re not coming home
But kiss me old fashioned
If you’ll kiss me goodbye
I’ll melt in your arms
Until the day I die
It’s a gift and a curse
That you don’t even try
And I know you know it,
I know you know it
Fortified against opinions and standards and
Maybe we both lied to ourselves
And maybe we never really defended against the
Real enemy
But I guess you never see until the fall
Until it hits you
But I guess you never see until the fall
Just like you never see the ledge until you’re staring up at it from the bottom of the ravine, but it’s far too late to turn around. It’s far too late to turn around. And it couldn’t be night already, couldn’t possibly give way to dusk, but a soft and steady shade is falling across your eyes and your trust… Give way, slip into the darkness. No one will hold you back. At least you died with fashion. At least you died with fashion.